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... an was lying down, injured. Her breath was extremely weak, and there was even a deep palm print on her face.
Yu Feiyu was tending to Hong Qingyan's wounds while Long Nannan stood beside the bed, her head lowered like a child who had done something wrong.
"What exactly happened?" Ye Feng's sword-like eyebrows lifted in anger.
Xiao Chuanqi stepped forward and said, "This subordinate deserves to die, for failing to protect the Mistress. Two days ago, the Mistress attended a ...
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